GODS AND MONSTERS

*Sindri* · 06-26-2014, 07:59 PM

Following slowly on the heels of her brother, Sindri's eyes never left the ground. It was only when Sigmarr stopped that she looked up. If it had been any other time she'd have been thrilled to see her Olympian family, but they'd arrived too late. Instead she looked over them grimly, her eyes taking in their much changed appearances. They were noticed and then immediately forgotten; they held no importance. The young wolf was numb. She didn't know how to feel, couldn't even begin to think, and her body moved as if independent from her soul.

She didn't want to be touched, couldn't stomach the thought of affection, and so she kept her distance. She sat down apart from the others, her right paw curling up to almost disappear in the fluff on her chest. Sindri's gaze drifted away from the group and unfocused; settling on nothing in particular. She was with them, but apart; in a place somewhere safe and unreachable; protected by a ring of coldness. She had forgotten how to feel.

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